A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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aisa bharatvarsh banayein

Bhookh, Garibi Aur Laachari Ko,

Iss Dharti Se Chalo Aaj Mitaayein.

Bharat Ke Bhar

Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
Y

Kind, Amazing Best Friend

You have become my closest friend.

It's been just about a year,

And you're the on

TUMSE ISHQ KARNA SIKHA HAI

मालूम है मुझे की मैं कुछ भी लिखु तुम इ

My Friend Hope

I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

Inner Strength

It's only through mistakes we make

We learn where we went wrong.

It's only when w

Being A Friend

We have something that holds us together,

Something that made us both better,

Som

O, My Friend
O, my friend,
What fitting word can I say?
You, my chum,
My companion of infinite talks,

sachi dosti me har ek naya rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा उसका पहला अक्षर

A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin

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